Are you frustrated? Do no cups not do your finest spirits justice? Well look no further! These are no mere drinking glasses
Close your eyes and let me take you on a trip. The parcel comes packed with the upmost care. You think to yourself, "could it be? Is it finally here?". A deep soft voice rings in your head "your time has come". You remove all the packing excited with glee to reveal a sleek classy box. Your hands tremble as you remove what can only be described as perfection. You raise it to the gods to inspect it. There are no chips, no scratches, no flaws. "Could it be? Is this cup the one?" You whisper to yourself. It's 10am, you can't resist yourself, you must put it to the ultimate test. You don't yet know yet if it is truly worthy of the highest quality scotch in the cabinet. Yet your arm is no longer under your control, the cup demands it, and in a blink of an eye it has been filled with the nectar of the gods. You place you hand around the once empty cup, and you can feel the weight of it as you try to separate it from your solid hardwood counter top. You feel how king Arthur felt pulling the sword from the stone. Don't fret, it's testing you, keep your composure my friend. You must not show fear for No near mortal is allowed to drink from such a cup. You close your eyes in prayer, pleading to god that you are worthy enough. You look down as it begins to slowly lift closer and closer. The scotch is dancing and illuminating against the glass, the aromas fill your nose. It's better then you could ever imagine. You wait patiently, not wanting to rush the final step. The nectar touches your lips, and you mouth explodes with flavor you have never experienced with past drinking glasses. You are worthy, you are worth it. This is the Norlan expirence. Approach with caution gentlemen, this chalice struggles with remaining empty, and you must keep it in check. Drink responsible and cherish it.
